"… but I know this much, that if all the nations of men should bring together into one place the evils which they have suffered themselves, desiring to make exchange with their neighbors, each people of them, when they had examined closely the evils suffered by their fellows, would gladly carry away back with them those which they had brought."
Herodotus (c. 484–425 BC)
Sarah (Sally) GoodrichPhoto courtesy of Katheen Rafiq
May 12, 1945 - December 18, 2010
Just before midnight December 18, 2010, Peter's mother, Sally, was overtaken by the cancer that had been with her since shortly after the September 11th attacks that killed her son. She was at home on the couch in front of the fire. Her husband, children and brother were with her. Her indomitable spirit was on display to the end of her mortal life and lives on in all she touched with her beautiful Irish smile, bright eyes and easy words of truth, burnished with humor and grace, that called us, like a pied piper, to do with her what ought to be done - or was just plain fun. Her passion for education and boundless love brought joy and hope to a people too long wracked with suffering and loss. She was and is the soul of the Foundation.
Sal's husband, Don, left home July 1, 2011 for Afghanistan to meet with the principal of the girl’s school in Logar and the village elders there, to see some of the Afghans, who’s educations in the US the foundation supports who were spending their summer vacations there, and their families, meet with Afghans who have made the work of the foundation in Afghanistan possible and to spread some of Sally’s ashes in the country she loved.
An account of his trip is at the Navigation Post: Don's Trip to Afghanistan.
In the days leading up to the 10th commemoration of the 9/11 attacks Don asked an Irish friend to record John Millington Synge's one act play Riders to the Sea
. For what it was like for Don and many others in the aftermath of the attacks listen to David Peare read the play: Riders to the Sea.mp3Ingrid's LamentIngrid's Lament